“The society which has abolished every kind of adventure makes its own abolition the only possible adventure.” Paris, May 1968

Friday, 20 June 2014

A hard day on the South Downs.

I feel sure that Her Indoors is trying to finish me off. Yesterday, having first watered the allotment, we set of by train to Brighton and caught a bus to Cuckmere Haven. Leaving behind the dozen or so geography field trips, who all looked less than impressed with their teachers explanation of incised meanders etc, we strode out along the South Down Way. Well, Her Indoors strode out, I limped along behind whining piteously about my sore knees. Up and down over the Seven Sisters and Beachy Head before the long decent into Eastbourne. A well deserved couple of pints in The Buccaneer followed by a plate of fish and chips set us up for the long journey home. We arrived indoors just in time to see the final minutes of another England humiliation in the World Cup. A cracking day out. I doubt if tomorrows little stroll on the anti-austerity march will be half as much fun.

1 comment:

Dr Llareggub said...

Go back and enjoy the Downs, the austerity march will be so depressing. Even al bin Bone is complaining about the organization, although there is no sign that Class War intends to break with the tired old leftist groups and party builders and come out in support of the working classes. Jeez, marching along with the no platform for this and that fascists and the deeply entered UAF, Anti Fascists, and Hopeless Hate bunch. All have the same view - censor and protect the gormless working class from thinking outside the box of tricks they have to offer. I posted on the Class War blog that I hope the Tories hose the lot of them off the streets. That would be more entertaining than the football.